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Dark Attentions - Me and Raziel99

He nuzzled back into her hand. Her touch was relaxing, helping him ease out some stress from years and years of fighting. But soon he moved from her hand and shifted back, his clothing like it was never touched form before.

"It will take a while for you to be able to understand. But I am sure you will. You are meant for me. Leave no doubt about it. We both feel the pull." He moved closer, his hands moving to either side of her head, gently stroking and framing her cheeks. And then, a gentle kiss, a brushing of lips.
 
Aithne hadn't even really been kissed before. She had listened to him in silence, and at the brush of his lips she found herself sighing softly in bliss. She really knew it was the truth, as much as she would fight it. Fighting was just in her nature, and she had heard how the Carpathian Males treated their women. They where like dolls, locked up and not allowed to do anything. She would be damned if she stopped her duties. Her duties where her life. "My name... Is Aithne..."She whispered softly against his lips.
 
He rolled her name over his tongue and smiled. "And I, like i said, am Donovan." He took her hand lightly and kissed the back of it, his eyes never leaving hers. "I am not going to hurt you. I promise." He slowly stood, gently pulling her to stand with him. "I have to find someplace to rest, you know I cannot be in the sun."
 
Aithne rolled his name through her mind. Finding she liked the feel of it. When he mentioned finding a place to rest, her eyes lit up. "Follow me..." She whispered softly as she got her bearings. Near here was one of her bolt holes, she used when she was fighting the undead, and couldn't make it home. He had helped her stand, and now she would help him rest. "it has a dirt floor, sorry..." She said with a weak smile. With that she bolted ahead of him and raced towards the trees.


She reached the spot and searched for the rope, pulling up the trapdoor she revealed a small cellar like place. Slipping in and lighting a candle, she revealed a small hidinghole, that she used rather often.
 
He nodded at her words, and followed at a fast pace, just behind her by a step. Entering the bolt hole after her, he looked around, able to see without the light. "A dirt floor is fine." He said softly. "I am use to it." He moved forward, looking for the walls and anything else in the room that could be useful or a hindrance, just in case.

"Thank you." He said, turning to her and bowing.
 
Aithne waved her hand faintly. She was too tired to go home tonight anyways. She sighed as she lit up the rest of the candles in the room. Revealing it was lined with crystals as well. She just liked the way they sparkled in candlelight. She opened a chest and yanked out piles of thick blankets, and some pillows, and tossed some of them to him. Then she made herself a bed in the corner, and curled up. She wasn't going to sleep next to him, that was damn well too much of a temptation.
 
He looked around, inspecting the crystals around him. He thought diamond for a moment, hoping so because it would make a great barrier. Then he turned to her, curled up in the corner. Kneeling down, his fingers trailed through her hair, over her cheek. "Relax and rest." He whispered. "You deserve it, warrior."
 
There probably was a few raw diamonds. Not worth much, but there was many crystals that lined the walls on shelves. She sighed softly as she curled up, letting sleep take her in it's arms. She swore she heard his voice as she was drifting off. Sighing softly and gently as she stretched out and rolled away from him. Hot dreams, that's what she had. Dreams too hot to even probably speak of... Just what would she wake up to?
 
He sat there for a long moment, running his fingers through her soft, luxurious hair, before he stood up. He ignored the stuff she tossed to him before. He didn't need comfort. He moved to the other end of the room and curled up. More symbolically than anything. After a soft sigh, he fell into the deep sleep of Carpathians.
 
Aithne awakened to a stiff body, and wet thighs. In her sleep she had played with herself, probably bringing herself to orgasm several times. A sigh flew from her lips as she sighed and sat up. Stretching a little and ignoring the protest of her raw nerve endings. She dug in the chest for something to eat, her eyes adjusting to the near darkness. Pulling out spare candles and lighting them with a lighter. He wasn't awake yet...
 
He woke when she did, but he feinted sleep, quite well. He smelt her arousal, her wetness, and it brought a stiff reply of his own. But he held himself under control. Holding unneeded breath, he listened to what she was doing. Food, probably. Speaking of which, he would have to go out to feed. He was getting hungry, and her pulse was starting to get to him.
 
Aithne sighed softly as she sat down and watched him. Just watching him brought back the dream. The things he did to her. The way he fu- she shook herself and shuddered. Biting her lip hard enough that she broke teh skin. She licked the blood away and rinsed her mouth with water from the bottle she had. Eating her MRE in silence. (M.eal R.eady to E.at, Military food for the win XD ) She finished it off and put all of the supplies to the side. Sighing softly as she stretched.
 
He decided to wake up then, sitting up and stretching before looking over at her. "Good evening." He said softly, his voice complete velvet. He stood and slowly walked over to her. "We can leave whenever you are ready." Sitting next to her, unable to help but reach out and run his fingers through her hair, moving close enough for a light kiss, though deeper than before.
 
Aithne shuddered when he awakened. He stretched out like some big cat. Then spoke to her in a voice that was pure velvet. Such velvet that it made her get wet all over again. When he crouched beside her and stroked a hand through her hair, a moan actually burst from her lips. It was silenced by his kiss, and she found herself kissing him back. Hands gripping his shoulders to hold him in place as she kissed him.
 
He was slightly taken aback by her returning the kiss, but he took it all in stride. He was losing his mind in passion, pulling her closer against him, deepening the kiss before letting go to nature, slowly laying her down on her blankets, blanketing her body with his. He didn't try anything just yet, though. Just kisses, gentle teases of nipping her lip, arms holding her to him.
 
Aithne kissed him back, working her mouth against his. Moaning softly in bliss as she was pulled against him. Those damn dreams, and all those empty nights. She had fought along for so long, that was why she was so upset when he revealed himself. It meant her time to fight may be coming to a close. She whimpered softly in pleasure against his lips, as he fell over her and pulled her down unto the blankets. Her hips grinding up against him of their own accord, as she tangled her fingers in his long hair.
 
His breathing was starting to get heavy, the kisses going deeper, more passionate, one hand getting lost in her hair, the other wrapped around her. He broke the kiss for a moment, looking into her eyes to control himself. He made the clothing disappearing from him slow, first the cloak, then the shirt. Then he started kissing her again. He wanted, needed this. Needed her, with him. Forever. He couldn't wait any longer.
 
Aithne allowed his kisses to get more passionate. Surprise crossing her features as his clothes vanished, leaving him in nothing but his pants. It was obvious he was quite a bit taller then her, his frame stretching and dwarfing her nearly. "mmmnn Donovan..." She said in a soft voice, pulling back for a breath. Worry dancing in her eyes, was he going where she thought he was with this? Was she alright with it? Yes, she was, because those damn dreams got her so freaking hot. She had to know if the real thing was just as good.

"mmmnn ah... sweet mother goddess, why do you work on me in such a manner? Usually I wouldn't be like this with a guy... have never been like this... why do you work on my in such a manner?" She whispered softly.
 
"You were meant for me." he whispered softly, running his fingers through her hair again, pulling her close to his strong frame. "You are my other half. That is the only way that we would be this connected." He kissed her again, lightly, and had to temper himself. "But if you are not ready, I can stop." He said, in a soft voice, slowly sitting up.
 
All reason flew out the window at his words. Her eyes widened as she pulled him back. Kissing him hard on the lips and arching up towards him. Those words, those simple words of his where more then enough to make her want him even more. Lifemates, that was the term right. They where lifemates, if he was really hers and she his... there was no shame in this. "Show me what time has taught you then..." She whispered softly against his lips. "Show me what you learned to make me happy... when you found me..."
 
He kissed her back just as deeply. But he had to break it after a moment, to speak. "I have done nothing of the sort, ever." He whispered. "We learn together tonight. We go on instinct." His hands slowly pulled her shirt off before laying her back fully again, kissing her passionately. The most heated moment of his life. He was in bliss already. He couldn't wait for later.
 
Was he speaking the truth, he had never been with a woman? in all his years of life. They where both learning together, that was something that was definitely a new turn of events. She sighed softly and let him take her shirt off. Revealing her plain black bra. She was now in nothing but her jeans and socks, as she had taken her boots off before sleeping. A shudder raced through her as he kissed her back still. She kissed him back and ran her hands down his chest.
 
A soft sound escaped as she touched his chest, his own hands moving, one holding himself up. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes before sitting up slightly, looking down at his other hand. Slowly, it explored, fingers gently tracing over her skin; her arms, chest, sides and stomach. Memorizing every curve to her body. When his hand reached her jean line, it slowly slid back up, sliding behind her and unsnapping her bra. Sliding it off easily, he had to bite his lip as he looked at the soft mounds he had uncovered. His hand moved back and cupped one lightly, his thumb gently rubbing over the hard tip.

She had to be as excited as he was.
 
Aithne sighed softly as she watched him. He had a nice form, and she had been privy to see many males forms. Training with her family, and the adopted children they brought in. She was the oldest by birth, and by age. The others where all within a few months or years of her. They had all been trained together. The difference between Human, Vampire, and Carpathian. What to do in certain situations... and how not to act.

She was a little distracted, but came back to herself as he started to trace the lines of her body. She wondered if he would be disappointed by her lack of body hair. Her head cocked to the side as he cupped her breasts, and then a soft reedy sound left her, as her back arched. Eyes closing in bliss as he toyed with her.
 
His lips slowly moved down from her, kissing down her cheek to her neck. His teeth gently nipped and played before kissing further down. He didn't leave a inch untouched of her skin, his lips and tongue, gently flicking and following every line from her neck to her chest. Slowly, his lips climbed the swell of one of her breasts, until they reached the top. Wrapping around her nipple, he gently nipped, his tongue flicking across the top. His hands slid down and undid the front of her pants, slowly pulling them off as the rest of his clothes disappeared from him.
 
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